I’m still in the stages of sketching. Sketching sketching sketching. Sketching three times a week. Hoping that something will be striking enough to paint, donate, appeal to the masses. Not to the masses, to just one person. One person who shops in thrift stores. One person who decorates their house with thrift store finds.

I don’t think anything really sticks out to me so far, but that’s okay. It’s only day 2.